How can you still smile?
How can you still say that you're okay?
How can you be okay
When I'm not?
You always did like to smile
Even when your hands were shaking
And every cell in your body
Is screaming at you to break yourself
Why do you smile when you're dying?
Please,
Cry
It hurts to see you smile
When your eyes say they want to cry
So please, stop smiling.
Author's Note
I'm sorry if anyone saw this just now and it got unpublished, the formatting was really whack so I had to unpublish and fix it and idk why but there's always a spacing between one of the lines ugh(the first sentence)
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The Colour of Sadness
PoetryFinding the beauty and colour in the broken words of this world.